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Lucien and Yixi whispered a lot of gossip about the imperial capital as a pastime while taking a bath. There were past events that happened when he was still in the imperial capital or when he listened to people chatting, and there were also the latest stories that happened in the recent changes in the imperial capital—— At this time, the more interesting stories will appear that would never have appeared before.

The kind of story that will make the listener wonder whether he is falling behind or the world is changing too fast, and can make Lucien so happy that he can read it again before going to bed.

Even though Issy had clearly seen the absurd side of the nobles in various tasks and part-time jobs dealing with them, at this moment, she still felt powerless so speechless that she couldn't even make a complaint.

However, some of these stories are really absurd, and there are also some pretending to be crazy.

Lucien poked open the shell of the story like a bubble, and he could see the attempt to exchange interests hidden inside—when there is a big enough interest in the front, or when there is a big crisis that will destroy the family, these The noble lord is always the one who can save his face the most and can do anything.

Lucien's whole body was still at a relatively high emotional point, and he shook his hands and gestured twice as he spoke, and the soft and smooth skin soaked in hot water rubbed and rubbed against Issie's body, screaming. Issie had no choice but to wrap his hands around Lucien's waist to fix him in his arms, lest Lucien would slip and slip in the water, and his sore waist would not be able to sink.

Lucien didn't express any objection to his actions. He sat in Issy's arms and adjusted to a more comfortable position, and then enlisted Issy's other hand.

While chatting a few casual gossips, he stroked the thick calloused scars on the palms and backs of Issy's hands, and then put his palms together, grunting dissatisfied with the size and color contrast of the two hands stacked together.

Milk only helped Lucien's height to a certain extent, allowing him to grow to a satisfactory height, but at the same time, milk intake also nourished his skin and tender flesh. He was not in good condition and had no time to go out. Even if he consciously increased the number of times he basked in the sun, he still could only describe his complexion as pale.

This skin color is very in line with the traditional aesthetics of the upper class in the mainland. He was also asked by Miss Noble if he has any secrets for maintenance, so that he can look white even after being powdered by the girls.

It's just... not very lethal, but it made Lucien feel depressed for several days.

The topic of Lucien's chat was endless. Yixi listened and captured some important points. He realized that Lucien, who had been blocked for two years in the northern border, was very familiar with the situation in the imperial capital. He had the illusion that this person had never left the imperial capital.

Undoubtedly, while the outside world is staring at this troubled small place of Velvet, Lucien is also paying attention to everything happening outside, and puts everything and everyone into this ongoing chaos. In the chess game.

It’s like a child watching the ants move. Every little ant’s movement can be noticed and associated. Digging holes and placing stones on the road to watch the little ants struggle to climb over, or dropping candies that they don’t want to eat, Watching with great interest, the little ants are attracted by the food and circle around the candy.

If you are really too bored or too involved, you may even name some small ants that are outstanding. The ones with big heads are called Datou, and the ones that run fast are called Scud. They will be caught and observed carefully, and then put back to let them Get dizzy in the line.

In this analogy, the ants that Lucien is most concerned about should be Luthers and Ruffal. Compared with them, His Majesty's status is more like the ant hole that the ant team marched towards, hidden deep in the ground. Know what's inside.

"You want them all to survive." Issy Maomaowyu, a first-level player from the Empire, said.

Lucien paused when he heard the words, and then responded calmly: "Isn't this a matter of course?"

Maomao just wants to make his home complete, so what bad intentions can he have?

Although he tried his best to avoid putting too much real affection in family games, he still received care from his father and brother in all aspects. Even as a tool man, he provided family life entertainment for cheap father and brother accordingly. But it seems that because I am too dedicated to my 7/24 acting online, it is gradually difficult for both of them to distinguish the clear

The boundaries are gone.

"They all treated me very well." Lucien said, turning his head and rubbing against the side of Issie's neck, and Issie lowered her head slightly knowingly to let him kiss.

"It would be better if that idiot Ruffal was a little smarter."

Lucien murmured, complaining that Ruffal was a brainless fool.

He has never been optimistic about the possibility of Rufar's victory, so he prepared Rufar's escape route a long time ago-according to His Majesty's script, only one of the battles for the succession to the throne must survive. Only the victor can easily wipe out the grass on the other side.

Lucien was willing to bear the pressure of offending his father and elder brother to give Rufar a way out, but Rufar wrote three letters in a row and scolded him aggressively. This situation is like losing to Luthers in the way that he died without complaint.

What the hell is this orthopedic script of falling in love and killing each other, after reading the letter from Rufar, Lucien just wanted to rush to the imperial capital to clear the water in this man's mind.

Is it bad to live?

He wants to live well without that blessing!

The cat is angry!

Yixi pressed Lucien, who was gnashing his teeth when he mentioned this matter, and let Maomao use his neck and shoulders as a teething stick. He calculated his force value in his heart, and comforted him: "It doesn't matter, as long as he is not in the capital at that time, I can tie him up."

He remembered the gossip he heard on the way to Velvet that Ruffal seemed to have just broken through as a mid-level martial artist this year?

With Yixi's current strength, he can stabilize the realm and then try to charge upwards, coupled with the innate physical advantages of the Hall tribe, he can't directly resist the armed forces of the imperial capital, but as long as Rufar is not in the imperial capital, he still has confidence It was stolen by Lucien by knocking people unconscious.

As for how to keep Rufar away from the imperial capital...

Lucien will always find a way.

Lucien was attracted by Izzy's proposal, so he let go of Izzy's neck and shoulders covered with teeth marks, and leaned on Izzy's body to think carefully about the feasibility of this proposal.

Well……

If the planning rhythm is properly controlled and there are people who can cooperate with him internally and externally, the effect should be better than the several plans he had considered before. It requires less manpower and lower risk. Emotional cards, Rufar's character can't be saved by his younger brother once and then go to seek death. After that, he just needs to go to the Moon Mountains and send him to the next principality. After three to five years, the second prince of the empire will die. In fact, it doesn't matter if Rufar is still alive or not.

And the premise of all this is that Lucien has Issy, a card with high force value and willing to do this job. Lucien has considered a similar plan before, and the person in charge of force output is the Andasi archmage. He just thought about it in his head, and then threw it directly into the waste bin.

Not everyone who has reached the level of an archmage can do the job of lurking and kidnapping like Yixi. In fact, very few people who have reached this level will take the initiative to use force to get involved in power disputes. It seems that they There are such unspoken rules among them. Whoever crosses the line will be collectively condemned and scolded to have no friends.

But Izzy didn't have any friends.

Lucien's thoughts went astray because of this incident—Issie didn't quite understand why Lucien suddenly became happy when he thought of something, and he didn't understand why he was suddenly happy after taking a good bath in a comfortable and intimate atmosphere Lucien dragged and ran all the way to a not-so-good direction.

He couldn't say it, he couldn't figure it out.

He realized that he might be the child who liked to grab the ants in his palm the most. He was held down and turned upside down. He could only move his arms and legs and struggle in vain.

Indulging and forbearing, Lucien likes it so much, she looks so beautiful that his blood boils.

……

Anna stopped in the middle of the corridor leading to the bathroom.

She coughed twice, and asked the maid who followed her to cool off for a while with a straight face.

As for the guards who were guarding the door...

Anna and the two young guards who tried to keep their faces impassive looked at each other, and finally the head maid

Ignoring their help-filled eyes, turned around as if nothing had happened, and went back the same way.

No matter how embarrassing Lucien was, she had to leave guards by her side, and she was considerate enough to Issy for not letting someone stand in the bathroom.

After all, it's not that Lucien has never been assassinated in the bath, and he almost confessed to being in the warm bath.